Defrost?

Last week, my mother was driving my car for a few days. Why, you ask, would I let my precious, precious hippie mobile to be put in the hands of a slow-driving lunatic? Well, her A/C went out, and I can't handle my poor mother burning up in the Texas heat. Ahh….I know, sometimes I have a heart.

The problem was that the air was cool, it just wasn't coming out of the vents. I had something similar happen in a previous car and knew that it probably meant the fan was out which was far less expensive than replacing or fixing the entire A/C unit. I've done that too, and it was more expensive than the car was worth.

So, the plan was she was to drop her car off on Thursday, I would come and get her, give her my car and on Saturday while I was in Houston my friend would come and pick her up to get the car when it was finished. Well, Thursday night, she drives her car home and has no problems and told me that it was fixed. I was amazed at the mechanics efficiency and left it at that. She offered up no other information, and I thought that was that.

Then when I came home from Houston on Sunday, she told me that she had to tell me what was wrong with her car. I was hesitant to ask since last time this happened she had backed into someone in the parking lot of my job costing her $2,000.

What followed has to be the funniest mom story ever.

The night before the horrible A/C going out incident of 2006 it had rained out, and mom's windows were fogging up so she had turned on the defroster things because she couldn't see.
I bet you know where this is going, don't you?

Well, she drove home, turned off the car, went inside and didn't think a thing of it.
Next day, got in car, started it, and the A/C wasn't working. Of course it wasn't working, it was on defrost.

She spent three days worrying and fretting about getting her A/C fixed, when all she had to do was actually turn it on. Thank God the mechanic didn't charge her for this, since he got more than enough payment in seeing the look on her face when she realized what she had done. I'm sure it will be a story that goes 'round for years. I know I'll certainly spread it around that long, and pass it on for generations.